The rose gold and silver sequin embellished sleeveless dress was form-fitting on Angela. With a deep V neck, V back, and narrow V slits on the sides that stopped just right below her waist, she looked incredibly gorgeous. She ditched the bra as it wasn't ideal for wearing the short cocktail dress that cut to her mid-thigh, thankful that the sequins masked her hard nipples.
The thought of Gael's fingers on her a few minutes ago made her feel hot again. She turned from side to side, seeing the open sides of her dress—it would definitely be easy access for him if he so wished to cop a feel. All he had to do was slip his hands—no! She shook her head. "Get your head out of the gutter, Anj."
